[ Haruki is a little taken aback with Isuke pushing her fingers into her mouth like that, but hey, she can take it.
There's a bit of drool coming from the side of her mouth. She's a little too occupied with looking up at Isuke, glazed over as if she's in some sort of trance. She doesn't notice the fact that she's drooling a little bit.
It's like she's waiting for some sort of praise or approval. ]
[Isuke won't even comment on the drool. totally considerate of her, right? she strokes Haruki's head with her free hand, fingers in her mouth wiggling a bit. that's... pretty hot, drool aside.]
What~ are you expecting me to tell you how much of a good girl you are, now? ♥ Cute puppy, but you're not close enough yet.
[she pulls her fingers out, smearing Haruki's own saliva along her cheek.]
[ Haruki gives her a frustrated look, not pleased with the fact that she didn't get any praise.
It's not that she needs it, but it's nice to have a little appreciation, right? She leans up to Isuke's hand, as if waiting to be petted. Is Haruki acting more and more like a dog? ]
[ Well. This has gone into a different direction than she intended. Not that it's a bad thing. This is just a different type of love and attention. A weird type. ]
Some of them do! Haven't you seen those really high-class girls walking around with the tiny dogs in their purses? Sometimes they have clothes.
she doesn't need a pet to own a leash and collar!! it's always good to be prepared. Isuke stands and moves to the doorway, glancing back over her shoulder.]
By the time I return, I expect you to be undressed. ♥
... She's not one to turn back once she's gotten this far, though.
When Isuke comes back into the room, Haruki's awkwardly standing with her clothes folded nicely off to the side. She's not covering up, but she's sheepish. ]
Man, your AC is set pretty low. Way too cold in here.
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[like, duh?? she flicks Haruki's forehead.]
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[ She leans her head up, Isuke's hand still where it was when she flicked her, and tries to bite her fingers...!! ]
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Bad dog! What's with this ugly attitude, huh? Isuke doesn't like it! ♥
[she does... like it..... sort of.]
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[ She bites again, a little harder this time. ]
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[but she's... not pulling her hand away. what's up with that??]
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Haruki takes her fingers into her mouth, lets her tongue slide across them... And she sucks on them, looking up at Isuke while she's doing so.
Ignore the way her face is getting kind of flushed...!! ]
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yeah. her fingers twitch against Haruki's tongue, then push a little more into her mouth.]
Better... [gotta be the one in control here. right. maintain eye contact!] Isuke might even approve. ♥
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[ Haruki is a little taken aback with Isuke pushing her fingers into her mouth like that, but hey, she can take it.
There's a bit of drool coming from the side of her mouth. She's a little too occupied with looking up at Isuke, glazed over as if she's in some sort of trance. She doesn't notice the fact that she's drooling a little bit.
It's like she's waiting for some sort of praise or approval. ]
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[Isuke won't even comment on the drool. totally considerate of her, right? she strokes Haruki's head with her free hand, fingers in her mouth wiggling a bit. that's... pretty hot, drool aside.]
What~ are you expecting me to tell you how much of a good girl you are, now? ♥ Cute puppy, but you're not close enough yet.
[she pulls her fingers out, smearing Haruki's own saliva along her cheek.]
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[ Haruki gives her a frustrated look, not pleased with the fact that she didn't get any praise.
It's not that she needs it, but it's nice to have a little appreciation, right? She leans up to Isuke's hand, as if waiting to be petted. Is Haruki acting more and more like a dog? ]
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[well fine, she'll indulge Haruki and pet her some more. Isuke's kneeling down before Haruki now; she tugs her closer.]
Are you not having fun?
[because Isuke sure is!!]
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[ Haruki looks back to her, a pout still on her face. ]
But it looks like Isuke-sama's entertaining herself well enough. Not faiiiir.
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Pets aren't supposed to speak. Or wear clothes, for that matter. ♥
[does this count as love and attention]
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Some of them do! Haven't you seen those really high-class girls walking around with the tiny dogs in their purses? Sometimes they have clothes.
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[wooooo take it off]
Nothing but a collar and leash. That's how it should be. ♥
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I guess that's my cue to get undressed, huh? Do you even have that stuff around? [ She doesn't remember seeing Isuke owning pets...! ]
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you know.
she doesn't need a pet to own a leash and collar!! it's always good to be prepared. Isuke stands and moves to the doorway, glancing back over her shoulder.]
By the time I return, I expect you to be undressed. ♥
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[ But, ah, whatever. Isuke's left.
... She's not one to turn back once she's gotten this far, though.
When Isuke comes back into the room, Haruki's awkwardly standing with her clothes folded nicely off to the side. She's not covering up, but she's sheepish. ]
Man, your AC is set pretty low. Way too cold in here.
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[lo and behold, she actually has a collar. and... it has a dog tag? with Haruki's name already engraved in it????]
Ah, perfect~
[she holds the collar up in front of Haruki's face, one hand snaking around to grope her ass.]
What do you think? Does it look nice?
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[prepared
specially
prepared.
she fastens it around Haruki's neck.]
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[ She moves her head a bit... Kinda tight against her neck, but it's snug enough to not hurt or anything...
Shit, this really makes her like a pet dog now or something. ]
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Planning. ♥
[alright alright alright. don't give her any weird looks...! she just got the collar and tag yesterday.]
Is there a problem with that?
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[ She pulls at the collar a bit. ]
It's a little tight, Isuke-sama... Can you loosen it a bit?
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